Wife Saving President
SEASON II ■ CHAPTER 145

Flashback.

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POV ARMAN ALFARIZI'S.

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as I kept quiet considering how complicated my love was, I fell in love with a chatty, whiny and spoiled woman. In my life I have never felt or known love, and only this time there are women who desire me. At first one year ago I saw him come to the family-owned company of my adoptive parents the Zavanos.

Many times I looked at her silently and for a long time I was curious about the woman until I investigated about her and it turned out that she was Sandi's cousin to my subordinate in the office, until the short story I kept trying to get close to him and finally we got married. Married to me who forced her, I knew she didn't love me but because I was too selfish I kept trying to make her mine, because I'm afraid of the khilaf when I'm with him sometimes I hallucinate indistinctly and I'm afraid I'm forced to do that.

At first our marriage never went smoothly because I was still close to a friend who had saved my life, so often we fought and I realized it was my fault. Until one day I got a sense of happiness from my wife and I was afraid she would leave me, I broke my friendship with my best friend Yuli.

My household went very well after the decision I made, my wife was getting more and more attention on me and I always got what I wanted from her until one day I was confused she had changed for days, I went home to work she slept, I went to work, I went to work and she just slept. I went home and left at any time he never knew until questions came to my heart, suddenly I received a message containing photos of my wife in the arms of a man, and that man is the man my wife once loved.

I went home to my apartment, and I was angry at the man without asking first, and then what made me upset my wife was defending him until I unconsciously raised my hand at him, he fell on the floor unconscious. Don't ask me how I felt at that time, because I felt so messed up I wanted to punish myself for stupidly throwing my hands at him, in my mind my wife had something to do with that man when there was a chance I would choose to forgive him rather than have to separate from him.

He went to his mother's house, I'm grateful I was afraid he went somewhere like he used to go to a nightclub, but until there I heard about his heart. And the word that hurt me the most was that he wanted to separate from me, I was only able to gulp the saliva until I decided to go into that room. I can see his hatred for me, for a moment I remember he loved a man named Fahri I thought they loved each other, is not love really hard? So I sincerely love him until I let him go by considering him to live with others.

I left after granting her wish, I never cried after a long time ago when my parents died, but this time my wife made me cry again, oh not wife but ex, my wife, yes manta wife. It hurts so much I laugh funny remembering my love story but my tears keep on wetting my cheeks.

I said goodbye to going abroad because the original plan was so, but I changed my mind and I went back to my late parents' village on the edge of town, the remote village even the network for my cell phone does not exist. I was alone in the house of my late parents cooking with wood, toilets in the river huh.

The afternoon I went to the rice field, the night I accompanied my favorite guitar and another there was a photo of the woman I loved who I embraced being my sleep conductor, no one will be sure I am the representative of Ceo in Zavano company with a sideburn I never shave again, my hair is shaved and only a glove that coiled around my neck. Not to forget in the padu flip flops price of a dozen thousand only.

After my thoughts calmed down I returned to the city, I went home to my apartment and wanted to find out exactly what happened back then who sent the photo to me. But that morning I was suddenly like a child I wanted to eat raw carrots, and bought at the market strangely I do not like carrots want to be raw or have been processed into delicious food. But let me just want to.

I came out of the apartment, suddenly I saw the woman I hated in front of me, Yuli. I didn't care for him I kept passing into the elevator until I rode my favorite motorcycle to the market, and I didn't expect the dapper demon to follow me anyway, but I don't care how many times he calls me until he subconsciously hugs me quickly.

I refused but she kept trying to hold me, I wanted to grab her by the neck and I didn't because there were so many people there, and I still need to live free because I have to figure out the origin of my problems with Seli.

Not long after that I managed to escape, with a little push to the point of falling no matter what people saw me and told me if I ran away from there. And finally I found what I was looking for when suddenly my phone rang I saw the name of an angel written there yes Mother Lastri she is an old woman who I gave the title of angel because pregnant and giving birth to the woman I love. I wanted to answer the call but I paused because I didn't know what to answer each question later, but strangely the call kept coming in repeatedly and by saying Basmallah I answered the call, it turns out there was bad news about the woman who had managed to tear my feelings apart, I threw away my fear of meeting him at full speed I was riding my bike just a matter of minutes I got to Seli's modest home, and it turned out to be lying on the bed with a mouth that let out foam and a pale face.